Foul of the Law

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Foul of the LawCathy didn’t mind moonlight security work for corporate softball games.Usually she would just show up and watch the games. She could wear her policeshorts and black running shoes. No helmet necessary, just her black police”ballcap” that she tucked her pony tail through. She was cute and in very goodshape. Cathy was not very tall (5′ 5″”) but she was curvy and had an athletesbody. She enjoyed lifting weights, running, and kick boxing. She attractedguys like a magnet at the games… but she was all business.If the players weren’t drunk they were usually nice. In some cases they wereeven cute.Today there was a fight. An asshole player took a swing at the ump. She cuffedhim and stuck him in her patrol car for the ride to the police station. At thetime, no one wanted to press charges. Everyone just wanted him out of thegame. Since she was a witness, she had to decide whether to press chargesbefore she made it to the police station.Looking in the rear view mirror Cathy looked at the player, “What’s yourname?”He looked up, “Gary, Gary Roberts”.Well Gary, what was that all about?”That asshole umpire kept making bad calls.”Trying to give him a chance, Cathy made light of it, “I’m sure you’ve heardthis, but it’s only a game”.Sneering at her, “Just a game?… you’re a woman, what do you know?”Cathy shot back ,”It’s nice you noticed. Yes I am woman ” “To tell you thetruth, I never viewed baseball as much of a sport. I suppose it’s better thangolf, but not by much. Personally, I don’t think ball players are very goodathletes.”Gary sneered, “Oh yeh…Well, I could whip your ass”.”Think so? “, she said looking in her rear view mirror. “I’m pretty sure I’m abetter athlete than you, and I KNOW I could whip your ass”.Grumbling, Gary just looked out the window.”What was that Gary?”, she asked cheerfully.Defiant, Gary said louder, “I said, I’d like to see you try.”” Maybe you’ll get a chance”, she said, “You know..I’m not real sure what I’mgoing to do with you”.”What do you mean?”, he looked a bit worried.”I could take you to the police station and book you for assault. Or, I couldlet you go. “Why don’t you just let me go?Maybe I don’t want to. I suppose I could give you two options and let youdecide.”What options?”, he asked.”One, we go to the station or, two you prove you are a better athlete. If yourright, you’re free.”Gary was curious, “Option 2 doesn’t sound so bad?”Yes.. But there’s a catch..What?”I get the same chance. To prove I’m in better shape that is.. and if I am, Iassure you, I will whip your ass”.Gary laughed, “What are you going to do..Hit me with your night stick? Or useyour gun?”No, no, nothing like that. I will only use my belt.Sure he laughed..”What are going to do spank me?””As a matter of fact, yes”, she said. “After all, you have been a very, verybad little boy haven’t you”.”Think about it” , she said.You have 2 minutes before we reach the station.. If your brave enough foroption 2, I’ll even give you a handicap.The closer he got to the station the more panicked he was.”OK, OK, so for option 2 what to we have to do?”, he asked.”Simple, do you know the road to the Valley Reservoir?”, she asked.Yes..It’s a gated road, and I have a key. We’ll go there and park 2 miles from thehighway. I’ll set you free and give you a 400 yard headstart. If you make ithome, your free. If not.. I plan to whip your ass when I catch you.Gary leaned forward, to “size her up”. She looked in pretty good shape. Shewas attractive. But he was a guy after all. There’s no way she could beat him.”OK, let’s try option 2″, he said.After 15 minutes, they passed through the Water District gate, and parked onthe service road.Looking around, Gary commented, “There’s no one out here?”Looking back, she smiled, “That’s the idea right? You wouldn’t want someoneseeing your spanking, would you?””Very funny”, he mumbled.Getting out of güvenilir bahis the car she walked around to Gary’s door to let him out.You’re taking off these handcuffs right?”You bet. When your free, start running. It takes me a while to lock upanyway.”Soon as the cuffs were off, he sprinted away.Laughing, Cathy called out to him, “Good luck!”.Gary looked in far shape, she guessed he was running about a 7 minute mile.Calmly she removed her pistol and baton. She stuck her handcuffs in her backpocket. She still had her police belt. She would need it. She locked her cardoor, stretched out, and calmly started running. Gary was about 2 minutesahead of Cathy.Gary was far enough ahead, that he occasionally looked over his shoulder.Cathy caught him looking. He looked confident, but she could tell he wastiring.She wanted to take time catching him. The longer she took, the more tired hewould be when caught. She was hoping to catch him 1/2 mile from the gate. Shewould need to run a 6 min mile. She hadn’t told Gary that she was a 5 minutemiler. This should be easy.After 4 minutes she was closing in, she started to smile to herself.Each time Gary looked back, he was more panicked. In two minutes, she would beon him.As she closed in, she pulled her handcuffs out. Just a few more steps…One step, two steps, he turned to face her.He was panicked and out of breath. Turning he took a wild swing at her. Sheducked and side kicked him in the gut. He went down like a load of bricks.Moving behind him, “click click” she handcuffed him again.. Doubled over onhis knees. She gave him a shove to his belly. His face landed in the dirt..hespat and cursed at her. “You bitch” was all she heard from his muffled face.Circling him like a panther, she caught her breadth. She could see his jockstrap through his white baseball pants. He wasn’t bad looking. Nice smooth,round butt. He was still huffing and puffing from his attempted “escape”.”You should have been in better shape!”, she laughed, “Now I get to have somefun.”Bending over she put her foot in the middle of his back to hold him in place.With a quick jerk she grabbed the elastic band of his pants and jockstrap andyanked them down to his ankles.He looked pretty funny. Hands behind his back..pants around his ankles. Hecouldn’t go anywhere.Stepping back she watched him roll around and swear at her.”I told you what I was going to do”, she yelled. “I told you I was going towhip your ass. I’m going to take my belt off, and whip you till you scream andcry like a little baby””Bullshit!”, he yelled back”I will, you will, I promise!”, she taunted.Reaching down, Cathy unbuckled her belt and pulled it out of her shorts.Eyeing the belt, Gary started urgently squirming to get away.”You’re not the first man I’ve spanked you know. The last man I whippedstained my boots with his tears and was a blubbering fool for an hour. Thatwas nothing compared to what I’m going to do to you.”Not wanting to delay any longer she swooped in with the belt. As he squirmedto get away, she beat him on his legs and ass. With each stroke he cursed andkicked. Reaching down she grabbed the handcuffs and wrenched his arms until hewas pinned down.”That’s better”, she growled, Placing her left foot just above his butt shelocked him in place. She had a hold on his arms with her left hand. She wasready go.Flipping the belt over her shoulder she swung full force across his barebottom. The sound of the belt was like a rifle shot. His head shot back inshock. His whole body convulsed. Then he screamed.”Bullseye!”, she laughed, “Nice lungs, I thought you would be tougher thanthat.”Looking down, she savored the bright red welt forming on his heaving bottom.Then she whipped him again.Pausing she told him, “Gary, scream all you want. No one will hear you outhere.” “Don’t feel bad about the noise, it’s music to my hears!”Getting into a güvenilir bahis siteleri rhythm she spanked him again and again. The steady thwack ofthe belt, followed by his anguished cries filled the air.She loved watching him try to escape the sting of her belt. Even under theweight of her foot, his bottom would pump and grind each time she whipped him.She kept spanking him until the only reaction from him were continuous heavingsobs.After about 80 strokes, she needed to let him recover some feeling before shestarted spanking him again. The beating had taken the fight out of him. Sheknew she was in complete control now. It was time to really humiliate him.Pausing for a moment she spotted an old tree stump about 1 foot high.”That will do”, she anounced.Stepping off him, she used her left hand to grab his pants still wrappedaround his ankles. With a twist she secured her grip and began dragging him tothe stump. With the belt dangling from her right hand and his handcuffed bodydragging behind her, she looked like a beautiful Amazon returning from thehunt. His bright red butt looked like a trophy as she pulled him to herdestination.Smiling, she imagined he was plowing a ditch with his cock and balls.When she got there, she placed her left foot on the stump.”I’m tired of bending over to spank you. It’s too much work.”, she told him.On the stump, her left thigh was parallel to the ground. She could support himover her knee no problem.Throwing the belt over her shoulder she reached down and grabbed him by hisarms.”No more, please no more,” he sobbed.”Your pathetic. Your not half as tough as me are you?…Are you!”, shegrowled.”No, no I’m not…”, he cried.Pulling him to her, She put herself in position. A quick shove and he was overher left knee. In this position his legs were stretched to full length. Histoes couldn’t reach the ground. His entire weight was d****d across herthigh..he could hardly breath.Pushing his arms painfully up his back she bent him tight over her knee. Hisface was shoved against her smooth muscular calf. He could smell her coconutlotion tanning lotion.Nothing else about this experience was pleasant.Cathy could feel his balls and cock grind into her bare thigh. At least shecould tell he wasn’t aroused by her whipping him!With a few bounces of her knee she knocked the breath out of him. Before shegrabbed her belt, she patted is bare bottom. He flinched and she laughed. Forfun she gave him about 10 hard swats with just her hand. Each time he let outa whimper. His dangling legs twitched. She wished someone could take apicture. She was sure he looked like some 5 year old d****d over his mom’sknee.She was tempted to violate his ass with her night stick..maybe another time.She left it in the car.Done playing, she reached for the belt. When he heard the belt buckle hestarted whimpering. He knew what was coming. He gasped for breath…the sweetsmell of coconut.. He really didn’t want to be spanked anymore.She loved to hear grown men cry. It was such an pathetic sound. With the firstsmack, men let out a deep barotone yell. With each additional stroke, theurgency, pitch and volume sound more and more like a little sissy girl. By thetime she is done, they all sound like sopranos!Gary felt her shifting beneath him, he let out “Pleaseeeeee noooo” just as sheswung the belt. As the belt bore down on him, he felt her lift him up byflexing her calf. He was so ashamed. She could handle him like a sack ofpotatoes. She pushed his bottom up and out to meet the belt.Then it landed. When the belt flattened his bottom, he let out a high pitchscreech. His bucking and squirming ground his balls against her thigh. He feltsmall. Despite his pain, he worried that Cathy might think his balls werenothing but a few marbles rolling around on her leg. His shame and frustrationquickly turned into sobbing.Patient and iddaa siteleri determined, Cathy continued to beat him. She covered every inch ofhis behind with bright red belt marks. He continuously sobbed and gasped forbreath. Each time the belt hit his bottom, his face would bounce off her sweetsmelling leg. He wondered if she felt his tears running down her ankle. Shewas right. He was staining her shoes while he cried like a baby.Cathy enjoyed every spank. For fun, she would grab one of Gary’s ass checkswith her left hand and pull his checks wide open to expose his tender”unspanked” inner bottom. In quick succession she would land several hardswats in his most tender area. She loved doing this! His reaction waspriceless. His squeals would go up several octives, and his butt would pump upand down in the most outrageous lap dance.She had to admit she was getting excited. Something about the beat of thespanking, pitiful sobbing, dancing bottom, and the raw power were a majorturn-on. With a renewed sense of urgency she spanked him harder and harder.Each time she spanked, Gary would scream, sob, and bounce on her knee. Witheach spank Cathy felt her blood pressure elevate, like she was blowing up aballoon. She could feel her heart beating in her crotch with perfect spankingsynchronzation. The early stages of an orgasm were upon her. She was swingingas hard as she could. Gary couldn’t react anymore. His shrill crys could onlyescape when he caught his breath between massive sobs.Whack, Whack, Whack, Whack, Cathy started to weaken, she felt faint, shepushed Gary to the ground.As he fell, Cathy grabbed her crotch with her left hand. Waves of orgasmflowed over her as she stood over Gary. Her belt hung from her right hand asif a weapon. Gary had been her prey.Sobbing uncontrollably Gary was balled up on the ground. Naked from the waistdown, his hands behind his back, he was completely exposed.Through his tears he looked up. She was standing over him. Her legs wereapart. Her left hand cupped her crotch. Her belt was in her right hand. Herbreast was heaving, her beautiful strong legs quivered as she recovered fromher climax.She was the most wonderful thing he had every seen. He couldn’t help himself..He felt an erection rising.No he thought, he couldn’t take this embarressment too..but he couldn’t stopit.”Whats this”, she said, pointing at his cock. “Do you like being whipped by agirl?” “Do you want me to make this a regular event?” “Maybe I should beat youin front of other women?”” I’m… I’m so sorry”, he sobbed.”You know what Gary? I’m going to free your hands so you can jerk off.””No please, no please..”, he cried.”Yes you will. I’m not putting my belt back until I see you jerk off”. “Do youunderstand me?” “Do you understand what I’m saying?””Yes, yes I do”…he mumbled.”OK then, Do It!”, she ordered.Reaching down she removed his handcuffs. Standing over him Cathy watched inamusement.Gary’s arms were sore, his bottom was sore, he couldn’t lie on his back. Howcould he masterbate in front of her?Rising to his knees he positioned himself at her feet.Stepping forward, she grabbed his hair. “Do It!”, she demanded, shaking thebelt at him.”OK OK” , he pleaded.Grabbing his penis he started to pump. All of his senses were exploding. Shewas pulling his hair, his bottom ached, he could smell her sweet lotion, hewas raw with humilation, he could see tears on her leg, his throat was hoarsefrom screaming.He realized how much he wanted to be punished…With a handfull of his hair, Cathy forced his face down. Still pumping hiscock he looked down at his dick.”That’s right Gary”, she said in a sexy voice, “I want you to come for me”.Then she demanded, “Gary…Gary open your mouth NOW”And then he came…massive gobs of cum shot across his chest, face, and in hismouth. Gary came and came and came.Looking down at him Cathy laughed, “Nice shot, was it yummy?”.Letting go of his hair. She stepped back. With thoughtful deliberation shethreaded her belt back into her shorts.”Gary, if you want a ride back, be ready when I return with the car”.”I’ll let you ride in the front seat.”

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